In My Sex Fantasy, Nobody

Don't You Love New York In The Fall? It Makes Me Want To Buy School Supplies. I Would Send You A Bouquet Of Newly Sharpened Pencils If I Knew Your Name And Address.

Another Thing You End Up Doing When You Get Older, Is You Spend So Much Time Sort Of Trying Desperately To Keep From Just Looking Just A Little Older. You're Just Constantly Putting Stuff On Your Face And Having Things Removed From Yourself And Opening Up Copies Of "vogue" So That You Can Find New Ways To Throw Whatever Money You've Managed To Save Into The Arms Of Some Doctor Who Has Just Come Up With A New Way Of Lasering Your Face That Feels Like Electroshock And All These Things.

Beware Of Men Who Cry. It's True That Men Who Cry Are Sensitive To And In Touch With Feelings, But The Only Feelings They Tend To Be Sensitive To And In Touch With Are Their Own.

The Divorce Has Lasted Way Longer Than The Marriage, But Finally It's Over. Enough About That. The Point Is That For A Long Time, The Fact That I Was Divorced Was The Most Important Thing About Me. And Now It's Not.

You Get To Be A Certain Age And You Start Reading Stuff About The Age You Are, And You Think, What Is Wrong With These People Who Are Writing These Books? Do They Not Have Necks?